Back on top, even though we never left
I guess we just had to take a minute to catch our breath
But now we here in the flesh, on track, on the beat
And I give you permission to hop on this meat
And I know that you want it, my body's a hot commodity
And lady ain't it an oddity how I know that you thought of me
I'm the Oracle, bitch, only I can free your mind
And baby that's an offer that ain't never been declined
Like my Mastercard, bitch, I mean where that money go?
I told your ass never to spend it, you spent it though
But it's all good, trick, we still in control
You can get some dirty dubs as long as you slide down that pole
But my finances is fine, Nancy, soon I'll be loaded
Cause when this fuckin' album drops, my wallet will be bloated
Don't need no Will Hunting to tell us our rhymes is genius
Dem Waffle Houze Boiz, we're rappers too, y'dingus

We back, we back
Mothafucka on track
Bitches thought we was gone, but we ain't
We back, we back
Mothafucka on track
Bitches thought we was fake, but we ain't

Yeah we're back, motherfucker, like a Dinosaur's Story
Bitch, who's your fuckin' daddy? You don't gotta ask Maury
We got more wit and clever lines than your homegirl Rory
We'll fuck you up with some truth and nigga we ain't sorry
Makin' a return like Conan O'Brien
Circle of life in full effect, we're no longer baby lions
Our beats are more fat than the chicks the Colonel's fryin'
We got more free money than Regis Philbin is supplyin'
We'll please you more than when your lady gives you different strokes
And we'll blow your ass away like you was Sergeant James Doakes
Don't compare us to Seinfeld, cause we ain't crackin' jokes
Just shut the fuck up, cause who's talkin' is grown folks

We back, we back
Mothafucka on track
Bitches thought we was gone, but we ain't
We back, we back
Mothafucka on track
Bitches thought we was fake, but we ain't

I'm on that "we back" shit with the heavy flow
Though I ain't never left the game, I keep stackin' dough
Got so many dollars you think I'm workin' at the treasury
All the girls say my chode is heavenly
When it comes to the width, it takes a yardstick to measure me
I give the ladies daily doubles like I'm on Jeopardy
I'ma call your ass Tobias cause you're in Arrested Development
They call me George Sr., I've been charged with embezzlement
I know you're a never-nude cause your pecker is small
Cause I heard that your rope is less long than your balls
Walked up on you in the shower with your cut-offs on
You can never get clean, cause you don't wash your mons
And that's the opposite of me cause my nuts smell nice
Get up in the bath, rub that shit with Old Spice
Then I put on my robe, and I walk into the store
Grab myself some clothes, FREE MONEY! I'm out the door


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